Crossed Lines
her smile curved, poisonous, “I know how to make sure trust is… rewarded.”
Damon’s eyes dropped to her, cold and unreadable. He didn’t raise his voice; he didn’t need to. “Careful, Clarisse. Some debts can’t be paid with the currency you’re offering.”
Her smile faltered for just a second. The doors slid open.
Damon stepped inside, and before they closed, his gaze cut back, past Clarisse, past the boardroom, landing on Elara, who lingered with Hailey at her side.
The queen piece, caught between shadows and light.
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